Mam Why?

by Pauline Harley
(Dublin Ireland)

My mother was my lifeI miss her gentle waysSometimes it feels like tortureOn the most difficult of daysThe times we spent togetherI’ll cherish in my heart The fond memories last foreverWe seldom were apartAs I’m gazing up into skyI ask myself over and over again Mam Why?I wonder if she can hear me cryI wish to god she did not die